[h2]Alkyrieaze von Einzbern[/h2]

"''But'', the big ones are fluffier..." the girl insisted, frowning. Okay, these were pretty fluffy, but they weren't ''as'' fluffy. Nor were they deadly, and the lack of some sort of lethal risk took all the fun out of it. It was rather like having Altera around, she supposed. "Hmph. To make up for poor first impressions, if you ever need more specialised alchemical knowledge than your Servant can provide, I may be able to give you some advice... unless Hohenheim shows up, there is nobody better in the city than I. And most magi would ''beg'' for any of our homunculi knowledge."

... if not, she'd have to find some excuse to find ''them''. There weren't many fun people to talk to, and Da Vinci was one of the few Servants who could be reasonably assumed to know anything of interest to the child.